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Here comes the next chapter.
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Chapter 10 – Drunken Kisses
"Hey babe, do you wanna go to a club tonight?" Skye asked Nikki as she walked into the brunette's bedroom.
"Sure, I need to loosen up a bit." The older of the two replied with a small smile as she brushed her dark locks.
"Okay well we're leaving at 8, Dad is gonna give us a lift on his way to drop off Aunt Mae." The blonde shouted as she left the room once again.
"Okay!" Nikki shouted back as she checked the clock on her wall.
5.30pm. With plenty of time to get ready, the brunette decided to take her time so that she looked as best as possible. Who knows? They're might be someone she wants to impress . . .
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"Damn, it's good to be home." Skye said as she sat down at one of the tables in their local club.
"Yeah, I've really missed this place." Nikki replied with a small smile.
"You can get the first round." The blonde said grinning.
"Fine . . . the usual?" Nikki asked, glaring at her friend.
"Yes please."
After dropping her black leather jacket on her chair to reveal her skimpy red top, Nikki made her way over to the bar to order the drinks. Skye having a glass of white wine, the brunette ordering herself an apple martini. After paying the bartender and making her way back over to the table with the beverages, she nearly dropped them in shock as she saw a familiar face sat talking to Skye.
Can I not go anywhere without seeing this guy?! How the hell did we just happen to pick the same club to go to? Nikki said to herself as she stood frozen on the spot. Okay, pull yourself together Nik she yet again told herself as she finally began moving towards where they were sat again.
As she reached the table both of the people sat at it seized their conversation straight away which seemed extremely odd to the brunette but, she decided not to push it. As she handed the blonde her drink, she could feel his eyes scanning over her. She couldn't help but let a small smile escape her lips at the thought of him checking her out.
"John . . . what are you doing here?" She finally asked.
"Enjoying my time off." He replied with a small shrug and smile.
"You here alone?" The brunette asked as she took her seat again.
"I was with my bro but he disappeared the moment we walked in, spotted a hot chick." He told the girls, still grinning.
"Wow, and you haven't? That's a shocker." Skye replied jokingly.
"I have actually." He told Skye, who knew what he was talking about straight away and fell quiet.
Nikki on the other hand was completely oblivious to what the others were really talking about and just thought he meant a random woman in the crowd.
"I didn't realise you guys lived so close by." John said, changing the subject.
"It's Massachusetts John, everywhere is close by." Nikki replied laughing.
"Yeah, true that." He told her with a cute grin, showing off his dimples.
"Right, I need another drink." The blonde spoke up, suddenly feeling awkward.
Skye walked over to the bar to order another glass of white wine but this time did not return to the table as she thought it would be best to give John and Nikki some alone time.
"Can I ask you something?" Nikki spoke up, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"Shoot." He replied, sitting back in his seat and taking a sip of his beer.
"Does it not bother you about how I spoke to you on the plane?" Nikki asked as she was confused at the fact that he was talking to her like nothing had happened.
"It did at first . . . but then I realised you were just showing me how I'd been treating you." He replied sincerely, every now and again glancing up to look at her.
"Err yeah . . . I'm sorry about that." The brunette replied, taking a sip of her drink.
"There's no need to apologise Nikki, I deserved it." John told her.
"No you didn't John, I'm sure there's a really good reason as to why you were acting like that . . ."
"Yeah . . . just like I'm sure there's a really good reason as to why you don't like being called Nicola." He replied, quickly skipping the sore subject.
Nikki's eyes grew wide at the last comment which John spotted within seconds. He let out a small smile before his eyes drifted to the floor and he shook his head.
"Sore subject, huh?" He asked.
"Yeah . . . yours too?" She replied quietly.
John answered with a nod and then yet again, moved his eyes to the floor as he twiddled with his glass in an uncomfortable silence.
"You want another drink?" He asked, breaking the ice.
"Yeah sure, can I have the same again please?" She replied, grateful towards him for ended the silence.
"Coming right up." He replied with a small smile.
After returning with the next round, the brunette and the WWE Champion slipped into a more comfortable conversation of storylines. For the first time since they had met they were actually getting on, they were actually able to talk to each other without biting each others heads off.
"So err, I heard that you and Jeff were getting pretty close . . . " John suddenly blurted out.
After his sixth round he was beginning to get extremely tipsy, Nikki on the other hand was already completely out of it.
"Yeah, he's a great guy." The older of the best friends replied, the alcohol causing her to giggle at nothing in particular.
"Yeah, he is. Just make sure he takes good care of you." John replied sincerely.
Nikki did not have time to reply as Skye returned to the table with a big grin on her face.
"Come and dance with me, Nik" She told the brunette before running back off to the dance floor.
The older of the two stood up to follow the blonde, not realising how much alcohol she had actually consumed until she felt extremely dizzy . . . seconds later she expected to be lying flat on her back but instead, something was keeping her up.
"Woah Nik, can't take your drink?" John said grinning as he pushed her back up.
"I can take my drink just fine, thank you very much." The brunette replied before strutting of as best as possible towards the blonde.
"You coming then?" She asked as she turned back around to face the Champ.
With a small nod and smile, he soon caught up and both made their way over to where Skye was dancing.
2 hours later Skye had yet again disappeared off the face of the earth. Nikki had no idea where she was but to be honest she hadn't really noticed. The more martinis she drank, the more interested she became in the WWE Champion. They were still located on the dance floor but now that both were extremely drunk, they were wrapped in each others arms and standing dangerously close to each other.
"Wow, the lights are dancing." Nikki giggled as she looked up to the ceiling.
"Yeah . . . they're pretty." John slurred.
"You know what Mr. Cena? So are you." Nikki stuttered with a grin.
"Yeah but . . . not as pretty as you." He replied, still slurring his words but this time with a serious tone.
Before Nikki knew what had happened John's lips locked with hers in a passionate embrace. A jolt of electricity ran through her body as she finally got a taster of the man that she only dreamed of having. As both of them were occupied with each other, they didn't see Skye walk up beside them and only realised she was there when she pulled Nikki away.
"I think someone has had enough to drink, it's time to go home Nikki." The blonde told her best friend, knowing very well that the brunette would be mad at her in the morning for letting them carry on.
"But I don't want too, I'm having fun." Nikki replied with a pout.
"Coat, on, now." Skye said sternly, shoving the leather jacket in her best friend's hands.
"Okay . . . bye John." She grinned as she slid on her coat.
"Bye Nik." He replied, grinning back and placing a kiss on her cheek.
Skye arranged for her Dad to pick them back up and the moment Nikki took her seat in the car, she was gone. After being woken for a few moments to get into the house, she yet again fell to sleep when she crawled into bed without changing her clothes. The blonde sighed as she walked into her own room, shutting the door behind her. A few days ago she wanted them to be together, but not like this. She knew that her best friend wasn't ready for that yet, not after how John had treated her. That drunken kiss was more than likely going to make everything so much worse . . .
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"Wake up, piss head." Skye told her best friend as she opened up her curtains the next morning.
"Eurgh . . . my head." The brunette replied, covering her head with the duvet.
"Well that's your own stupid fault, you shouldn't have drunk so much." The blonde replied, pulling the covers back off.
"It's not my fault, it was Johns . . . " Nikki replied.
"Let me guess, it was his fault when you guys kissed too?"
"We WHAT?!" The older of the two shouted dumbfounded, causing her head to hurt even more.
"You kissed Nikki . . . just pray to God that he doesn't remember." The blonde replied, practically reading her best friends mind.
Nikki sat in disbelief at what had happened. She had kissed John? She wanted to kiss John, yes, but not like that. She wanted it to mean something, she wanted it to be when it was right, not a stupid drunken kiss. From what she could remember of the night before, they had finally begun to get along with each other. For all she knew they may have become great friends, maybe even more than that but what was the chance of that now? Like John would want anything to do with her, it was more than likely her that had gone in for the kiss anyway.
She shook her head as she slowly began to get up. Like Skye had said, just pray to God that he doesn't remember.
